Bella and Tarquin both stopped eating and pooping over the weekend.
Tarquin went to the vet on Sunday and Monday for gut stimulants and painkiller.
Bella had to go to the vet Monday, Tuesday, was admitted on Wednesday before coming home yesterday. She needed gut stimulants and sub-cut fluids.
Both had a long-lasting antibiotic injection in case there was an underlying infection.
On Monday after I got them back from the vet I went out for a few hours, and when I left them they were both stuffing their mouths with hay - I could almost see in their faces the fear of being taken to the vet again. :?
Bella came home last night full of beans. She still hadn't pooped but had eaten lots of hay so the vet was confident she'd start pooping once she was comfortable at home. Plus she was being her usual feisty self and had tried to bite some of the nurses!
She was so pleased to be home. She rushed round terrorising poor Oliver and there was lots of nose rubbing and paw touching through the bars of T's cage, which was really sweet. He had obviously missed her and was so happy she was back. They may not be able to live together, but they definitely get something from being close to each other.
This morning both Bella and T were desperate for pellets and both have been munching on hay overnight and Bella has done loads of lovely normal sized poops in her litter tray.
So, six days later, I'm £180 poorer, but am starting to relax and enjoy being round them again.
Big big thanks to Sooz for all your support and advice this week - I've been a bit of a nervous wreck.
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Tarquin went to the vet on Sunday and Monday for gut stimulants and painkiller.
Bella had to go to the vet Monday, Tuesday, was admitted on Wednesday before coming home yesterday. She needed gut stimulants and sub-cut fluids.
Both had a long-lasting antibiotic injection in case there was an underlying infection.
On Monday after I got them back from the vet I went out for a few hours, and when I left them they were both stuffing their mouths with hay - I could almost see in their faces the fear of being taken to the vet again. :?
Bella came home last night full of beans. She still hadn't pooped but had eaten lots of hay so the vet was confident she'd start pooping once she was comfortable at home. Plus she was being her usual feisty self and had tried to bite some of the nurses!
She was so pleased to be home. She rushed round terrorising poor Oliver and there was lots of nose rubbing and paw touching through the bars of T's cage, which was really sweet. He had obviously missed her and was so happy she was back. They may not be able to live together, but they definitely get something from being close to each other.
This morning both Bella and T were desperate for pellets and both have been munching on hay overnight and Bella has done loads of lovely normal sized poops in her litter tray.
So, six days later, I'm £180 poorer, but am starting to relax and enjoy being round them again.
Big big thanks to Sooz for all your support and advice this week - I've been a bit of a nervous wreck.
I'm King of the Castle:
Home Sweet Home:
Goodnight: